The time has come. Time for moving on. I would have thought I would have some stronger feelings about this. But I don't. I'm ready. I'm ready to not struggle anymore. I'm ready to get back to what my life was before all this happened. I'm ready to be around my friends again. I'm ready to work on the things that matter; the things that have had to go by the wayside while everything here worked itself out. As much as I hate to admit it; as much as I never thought I could say it about Connecticut... I'm ready to go home. I did my job. Baby S has a loving family who will stand by her and support her. I saved her life.. and now they will help her to live it. And while I am still sad that I won't be the one holding her hand as she goes forward, I am happy and confident that I will get to watch the beautiful life I brought into the world to flourish and blossom.
<3 hugs!
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